Since Duanmu Hong can live for hundreds of thousands of years, others can do it too.

Xiao Zu is a living example of this.

This little ancestor is a figure 100,000 years ago, once an abbot, and then a supreme elder, disappeared during a trip, searched for many years to no avail, and then some people thought that the little ancestor was dead, and all the staff of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect were sad for several days.

Xiao Zu is the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect, and is the spiritual idol of all the elders and disciples, and now that Xiao Zu is dead, everyone is very sad and sad.

No one expected that after 100,000 years, the dead little ancestor would actually be resurrected again!

Unbelievable, incredible!!

The old monk Huiming wept in pain and wailed loudly: "Little Ancestor! The disciple is incompetent! I almost destroyed the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect! Please let the Little Ancestor surrender my guilt!" The old monk Huiming cried and shouted hoarsely.

Abbot Xuan Si and the others looked at the old monk in the golden light in disbelief, until now, they couldn't believe that the old monk was the little ancestor 100,000 years ago...... But one thing they can be sure of is that the old monk in the golden light is very powerful, more powerful than them......

To everyone's surprise, whether it was in the face of the crying of the old monk Huiming, or in the face of the questions of Duanmuhong and others, the old monk in the golden light did not respond, but just quietly suspended in the golden light, looking at everyone with an indifferent expression.

What's going on?

Why didn't the old monk speak? Could it be that he was dumb?

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Duanmu Hong snorted coldly: "What a thing!" Speaking of this, Duanmu Hong raised his hand and slapped a palm: "Old thing, get down for me!" The palm was fierce, carrying the power of ten thousand jun, and slapped towards the old monk in the golden light.

This time the old monk reacted, only to see him stretch out a finger, point down, and then ...... Duanmu Hong's palm wind collapsed and went away with the wind, leaving no trace.

"Take me again!" Duanmu Hong slapped his palm again, and the palm wind was even more harsh, but it was a pity...... In the end, it dissipated, and it couldn't hurt the old monk at all: "Phoenix Dance Nine Days!" Duanmu Hong directly performed a trick, his hands turned up, and thin lines flew out from his fingers, and in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of thin lines gathered in mid-air, these thin lines were entangled, twisting wildly, looking from afar, it was like a thin snake dancing in the air, very scary.

"Xiao Zu be careful! These thin lines are very powerful!" Old Monk Huiming shouted at the top of his voice: "They are not only extremely sharp, but they can also explode, and the energy they produce is very terrifying!"

The old monk in the golden light didn't seem to hear the shouts of the old monk Huiming, and still stayed quietly in the golden light, without any sign of dodging.

Standing in the distance, the crane hated the sky and crooked his mouth: "This old bald donkey is not only a mute, but also a deaf person, deaf and dumb, it's really pitiful, but to be honest, this old bald donkey's strength is very strong, and he can actually resist Duanmu's predecessors head-on, it's amazing." ”

Gao Fei slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity: "The Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect is worthy of being a great sect that has been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years, and the foundation is profound, I originally thought that those Supreme Elders were the last hole cards of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, but I didn't expect it...... At the last moment, another old monk appeared, and the strength of this old monk was unfathomable...... I suddenly had a bad feeling ......"

"Bad feelings?" Crane hated the sky and raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean? You don't think that Duanmu senior can't beat that old bald donkey, right?"

Gao Fei shook his head: "You also saw it just now, the old monk easily broke the attack of Duanmu's seniors, this strength is really terrifying." ”

"Alright, don't worry. Crane hated the sky and waved his hand: "No matter how powerful the old bald donkey is, he is not the opponent of Duanmu's predecessors! Duanmu seniors are the most powerful! Duanmu seniors are the best! Duanmu seniors are the brightest stars in the sky!"

In a popular way, Duanmu Hong is the idol of Crane Hatian, and Crane Hatian is a fan of Duanmu Hong, and he is a die-hard fan.

"Hopefully I'm thinking too much. Goofy said softly.

"See, Duanmu seniors have started to perform the Phoenix Dance for nine days, how fierce this move is, it's a mess, that old bald donkey will definitely not be able to resist. Crane hated the sky and sneered: "Look at it, the show will be staged soon!"

......

Under Duanmu Hong's command, tens of thousands of thin lines writhed wildly while attacking the old monk in the golden light.

The old monk didn't dodge or dodge, and let tens of thousands of thin lines wrap him.

"It's over! It's over!" The old monk Huiming's face turned pale with fright: "My little ancestor, why don't you dodge!"

Abbot Xuan Si and the others were also full of gloom, originally expecting the old monk to suddenly appear to repel the enemy, but now, ......

"Good!" Crane hated the sky and cheered loudly, waving his two arms constantly: "Old bald donkey! You just wait to die! Dare to compete with Duanmu'!!s seniors, you really don't know whether to live or die."

Gao Fei stood quietly and did not speak, he always felt that the old monk would not die easily.

Duanmuhong snorted lightly: "I'll let you not hide! I'll blow you up now!!!" Duanmuhong gave the final order.

"Boom !!"

Tens of thousands of thin lines exploded at the same time, and the terrifying energy generated instantly flooded the old monk in the golden light.

"Little Ancestor...... old monk Hui Ming's eyes were split, and he screamed patheticly: "My little ancestor, ......"

Abbot Xuansi and the others closed their eyes directly, and couldn't bear to look at it anymore......

"Hahaha......" Crane hated the sky and laughed loudly: "I'll just say it! That old bald donkey is not Duanmu's predecessor's opponent anyway!"

"Something is wrong! It's really wrong!" Goofy frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"I feel that the old monk is still alive. ”

"Well, even if you are alive, you will probably be severely injured, and you are not far from death. ”

"No! I feel ...... The vitality of the old monk is still very tenacious. ”

"You feel wrong, right?"

"No, I didn't feel wrong. Goofy shook his head: "I can't go wrong with my feelings." ”

"What, my cultivation is higher than yours, and I don't feel it...... Belch...... Oh my God? How can this be?" Before the crane hated the sky could finish speaking, his face changed, his eyes were round, his mouth was wide open, and he could stuff an egg, the energy generated by the thin line explosion slowly dissipated, and the blocked golden light reappeared, and the old monk stayed in the golden light peacefully, his face was full of red light, and he was not hurt in the slightest: "I'm not mistaken, right?"

Gao Fei smiled bitterly: "I really guessed correctly! This old monk is really not simple, I heard the people of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect call Xiao Zu just now? Could it be that this old monk is an ancestor of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect? Can't it? All the people who can be called ancestors are people from a long time ago, even if a person can live again, it is impossible to live for so long?" Speaking of this, Gao Fei turned his head and glanced at Duanmu Hong: "Uh...... There are many magical spells in this world, which can greatly extend the lifespan of human beings, maybe this little ancestor has cultivated some kind of magical spell, so he has survived until now. ”

Crane hated the sky froze, the waving arm was also put down, the cheers disappeared, the scene in front of him shocked him very much, his mouth opened and closed, and he said something, but the voice was too low for others to hear clearly.

(End of chapter)